I take a deep breath and open the door.
The atmosphere instantly heats the chill of the evening air.
I spot you across the room and slowly saunter up.
I say your name, filling me with butterflies.
I know we’ll be together in a few short moments.
Time stands still as I ache to hear my name.
You’re too far. I’m found wanting.
I turn in your direction.
You’re waiting for me, perfect and sweet.
I reach out and hug you to me for warmth.
Your aroma is heavenly.
I take the first sip and all is right in the world.
My mocha latte and I are finally together.